Luke Valtrie

[Luke Valtrie]

Luke Valtrie

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Characters Personal Information

Name: Luke Valtrie
Gender: Male
Age: 19
True Age:19
Hair Color: Long Black hair bangs headband [across forehead] and the rest tied back behind his shoulders. He dies his hair.
Eye Color: Green
Skin Tone: Tan
Height: 6’5
Weight: 190
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
How Did They arrive here: ‘Via’ Boogie‘, or more detailed, he was snatched while at ‘camp.’
Years In Wonderland: 5

What Are They Like?

Likes:
*Humans
*Food
*Exploring
*Making Things
*Climbing Up and on stuff (Trees Roof tops ect.)
*Knives
*Hunting
*Insulting people who need it.
*Some drinking
*Dreams
*Automail
*Baby Animals

Dislikes:
*Leading people
*Work
*Senseless Fighting
*Idiots
*Drunks
*Boogies

Turn Ons:
*Girls
*People who can save there own skin or his from time to time
*Bravery
* play whit his hair.

Turn Offs:
*Men
*Wimps
*People who care only about there looks
*Invading his ‘personal’ space.


Nervous Habits:
*Plays with hair/headband
*Rubs chin
*Taps fingers

Fears:
*Being a Leader
*Seeing his Parents again.
*Some Boogies
*Invasion of Personal space.

Appearance:

Luke Isn’t one to judge anyone on there appearance, so also seems to take little pride in what he looks like, at times. Long Black hair, bangs, and pulled back behind his shoulders, or up high depending, also has long strands of hair hanging down in front of his ears, and often a headband on over his forehead, but not all the time. Sparkling green eyes that don’t betray his emotions. Tan skin, A mussel shirt some times Red or Black, semi baggy dark blue pants sometimes with holes, and a pair of boots. Sometimes though he’d just wear anything affordable.

He is extremely tall, looking down at quite a few people, but still matters not to him. Strong shoulders and a thick arms and mussel tone, though not extreme. Just a sturdy build strong and long arms and legs, he is also very flexible.

Personality:
He is laid back most the time, but seems to be very energetic almost hyper, he likes joking around and playing the fool, he seems a little head strong from time to time, and should often think about something before jumping it, though not always the case. He can also seem lazy, but no matter he always seems mildly calm, one wonder if sometimes he really don’t know what he is doing, or if he’s just hiding the fact he dose. Brave, and Loyal his greatest aspects, though can wear on someone’s nerves.

Other then that He is a big nature man, give him a knives and throw him out into the forest then he really stars living. He loves it he can take care of himself and that’s what he wants to try and get others to do.
He Hates Boogies with a passion! He wants to do something even if its just showing one or two who is boss now and then, but sometimes this gets him in a lot of trouble. [ok all the time] but its not stopped him yet, he wont give up, call him stupid, but he wont brake down so easily.




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How Their Life Is / Was

[/color]Father: Vincent Valtrie Age: 47
Mother: Rosy Valtrie Age: 40
Sibling/s: Elisabeth Age:10 [deceased]
History:
First of all the Valtrie Family line had always been well off, not quite rich but not far from it. Also there family line has been known for having snow white hair, and pale skin.

Luke lived a pretty normally life as a kid, moderately well off family he, his parents and younger sister. They did everything together and when they couldn’t all be together [Parents at work per say] he and his sister played and explored from dawn till dusk.
They lived on a farm In the country area but close to town just a short walk away, even the kids were aloud to go to the city and back by themselves sometimes.
That’s then things….went sour, about six years ago there was a accident, his fault. His sister….was killed in it, out of shock all he could say it was his fault, and being colored in blood wince saying this wasn’t to helpful…though questioned of the crime all he could do was sob. No one ever found out what truly
happened, and the memories remain buried deeply within.

After this he was sent away to a type of Boot camp or military school, though he was only there a short while he was able to learn how to survive, and fighting was no big deal, He’ll also admit to wanting to join the air force someday so tried to train for that. But all this came crashing down around him to when he was snatched out of the woods while camping.

Once in Wonderland he managed to get away from the Boogie, and has spent his life adapting, and fighting back though most attempts are useless and he’s never killed anyone, he’s survived that’s all that matters, and the most important thing to him, is getting home so he can see his parents. He wants to tell them he’s sorry. But also wants to unlock said forgotten memories…he’d never admit it but his mind often strays to think of long past days, though never gets in the way of his actions he has a weakness for girls in need.


Roleplaying Sample:

[From another RP]

Blood…Rain…Water…Thunder…Lightning….

Lightning flashed vigorously throughout the night sky. Besides when it danced about the sky as if it were upon a stage and everyone on this planet would see its last grate performance, the sky was black…blacker then black even, even the clouds when seen appeared almost as a thick gray smoke against a pitch black canvas. Rain poured restlessly as if someone had turned the shower on high, cold and piercing feeling to exposed skin, like needles. Then bounced upward on the blacktopped pavement in the city, then rushed outward into the ditches quickly filling up.

In this weather, hardly anyone was seen outside, no cars pets were called inside. Kids trapped inside board, even some businesses closed, unknowing what the weather had in store for them next. The city was quite except the pounding of distant marching band drum like thunder.

Demons hardly came out either, most stayed hidden or in safe dry areas. Though some ventured out quickly came to realize nothing would be out or happening tonight.


A solo man walked though the rain, boots lightly splashing in puddles. He walked with a limp…body half leaning forward, panting, Blood would occasionally run down and dripped to the ground unheard, and mixed with the rain. White hair plastered to his face long bangs hiding but not quite, cold blue eyes. His coat that matched his eyes was plastered along his body as if vacuum packed around him. The coat’s tail tattered and torn, not half the length it was in one area and not the other, and sleeves nearly gone. Worn boots…

Blood poured from weakened body, as he walked forwards one foot slowly put in front of the other…slowing more by every step, every now and then he seemed almost about to topple forward but would catch himself just barely. Moaning lightly and taking deep pain filled breaths and exhaling deeply breath could be seen in the cold night air.

Suddenly the male came to a halt barely standing and forced himself to stand a little straighter. As all around yellow and red glowing eyes seemed to leek out from the shadows, looking more like a oil spill under the ripples of all the water. Laughter kept out from lopsided fanged mouths. Making the man’s head pound, he grunted and put a hand on top of his head. As finely one of the creatures in the shadows spoke, its voice was more like the ‘hisses’ of a violin string, mixed with that of a cold depth.

“Blood…..” It spoke then the others giggled, snorted and laughed insanely gathering around there newfound pray.

The mans eyes narrowed grunting in pain one hand around his side the other he let fall to his side but ’readied’ himself the best he could, rain burning his eyes making it hard to see anymore then blurs and the glowing eyes.

The Devils moved inward……

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